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Flora, who is generally called 'Bitsy' and sometimes 'Jelly Baby' because she's well rounded, doesn't really know what it's like to have a mother. Mum died when she was two and only her elder sister, Emily, who's thirteen, has any real memory of her. Since then the girls have lived happily with Dad - the rather absent-minded Professor - and Aunt Cass. They've not really bothered about keeping the house tidy and things do get rather scruffy but it doesn't seem important until they're told that their father is bringing a girlfriend home. The girls are delighted. They want their father to be happy.
And - on the face of it - it does look as though their father has chosen well. Caroline is a business woman with her own employment agency and she's the sort of person who makes heads turn when she walks into a room. Bitsy (Caroline ''insists'' on calling her 'Flora ' - and Flora really rather likes it) sees her as a role model. She's more willing to accommodate Caroline's wishes than Em who has a sticking point. You see, Aunt Cass is a vegetarian and that's how the girls have been brought up. They don't eat anything with a face - but Caroline thinks that Emily, particularly, should eat meat. Em is the tall, thin, willowy type and Caroline thinks that she doesn't have enough red blood cells.
The great thing about Jean Ure is that she touches on the topics which actually concern kids in the 9+ age group. When I picked this book I thought that I knew what it was going to be about: jealous step parent or resentful kids, right? Wrong. It's a lot more subtle than that. You see, Caroline ''really'' does want to be a good step mother to the girls, to the extent that she and Donald could quite justifiably have gone out on their own for a celebration meal, but she wanted them all to go - to be a family. She was genuinely concerned about their welfare - but she struggled with the ability to compromise, to see the whole ''food'' thing from the girls' point of view. And then there were the clothes...
